"     you're  Not  Having  Fun     ?     "     yejide  Has  Always 

          oh,  how  yejide  longs  for  the  comfort  of  their  computer  set-up.  even  the  most  extroverted  people  need  a  break  and  he  finds  his  in  the  embrace  of  talking  shit  with  demian.  not  quite  the  screens  and  chair  he  wants  —  but  it's  a  very  close  second.  a  brief  reprise  to  be  unapologetically  himself     (     not  that  he's  ever  anyone  else,  though  frequently  he's  felt  the  need  to  reel  himself  in     )     with  someone  else  who  just  fucking  gets  it.     yejide  shoves  demian  lightly,  all  familiarity  and  no  harshness.     "     be  nice.  the  pieces  on  their  own  aren't  bad  !  they  just  don't  go  together.  listen  —  a  couple  more  red  accents  and  he'd  be  on  the  cover  of  gq.     "     nothing  but  sincerity  in  his  voice.  a  genuine  smile,  all  pearly  whites  and  raised  cheeks  at  the  compliment.  comfortable  red  satin  in  a  retro  silhouette  with  an  honest  to  god  train  and  pumps  that  match  —  seriously,  who  the  hell  is  she     ?     "     you  flatter  me,     "     voice  takes  on  a  playful  quality,     "     but  look  who's  talking,  huh     ?     can  you  believe  that  some  people  think  intel  agents  can't  show  them  up  at  these  events     ?     "

               *          CLOSED  STARTER         »         @greatpain .

               "  okay  ,  okay ,  "     evidence  of  their  already  tipsy  — just  tispy —  state  ,  demian  all  but  drags  the  words  ,  glass  of  scotch  tightly  gripped  in  the  same  hand  they  use  to  signal  the  general  direction  of  their  new  target  .  the  eagerness  to  stir  their  little  ,  silly  game  permeating  their  tone  with  unabashed  enthusiasm .     "  what  about  him ?   the  one  with  the  red  scarf  ,  what’s  his  story ?  "     a  good  amount  of  feet  away  from  them  ,  slightly  to  the  right  ,  there  is  a  tall  ,  fat  man  with  a  prominent  baldness  ,  a  hideous  red  scarf  around  his  neck  ,  falling  the  front  of  his  wide  body  ,  and  a  dish  full  of  shrimps  between  his  chubby  hands .     "  why  is  he  so  fucking  boring  to  dress  ,  huh ?  "     the  words  come  up  in  an  attempt  of  a  whisper  that  ends  up  being  louder  than  intendeded  ,  but  demian  is  numb  enough  not  to  notice  .  they  turn  to  her  instead  ,  look  them  up  and  down  quickly  ,  and  smile .     "  they  should  learn  from  you  ,  you  know ?   you  look  positively  ravaging  tonight  ,  my  dear .  "    a  wink  accompanies  their  words  and  a  sultry  ,  playful  smile  touches  their  expression  ,  giving  them  a  childish  appearance  instead  of  the  charming  one  they  were  aiming  for . 

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @doghoods ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTEPSILON  +  AGENTVITALIS

          he  doesn't  enjoy  conducting  conversations  that  hold  weight  from  behind  the  safety  of  his  desk.  it  gives  an  illusion  of  power  that's  very  quickly  slipping  out  of  his  shaking  hands.  instead,  he  sits  comfortably  at  a  table  in  the  training  area  of  the  biomedical  wing,  practicing  suture  techniques  on  synthetic  flesh  because  one  can  never  be  too  confident  in  their  skills.     (     most  of  his  concentration  goes  into  ensuring  his  hands  are  stable,  that  he  is  the  absolute  picture  of  what  a  surgeon  should  be,  a  figure  for  agents  to  look  up  to,  not  condemn     )     "     you  are  holding  back  from  something.     "     needle  pierces  fake  skin,  and  he  pulls  the  thread  taut  without  looking.     "     there  is  no  one  else  here.  it  is  as  close  to  a  safe  place  as  we  can  get  right  now.  talk.     "

Ayo Edebiri as Sydney Adamu in The Bear — 2.04 "Honeydew" + 2.05 "Pop"

          he's  choking.  hyperbole.  regardless,  the  tie  he  wears  is  suffocating,  or  maybe  it's  an  approaching  panic  attack.  he  hasn't  had  one  of  those  in  years,  but  anything  is  possible,  clearly.     (     the  video  replays  behind  his  eyelids  in  full  4k  resolution,  haunted     )     he  does  what  he  does  best.  lies.  plasters  a  smile  and  talks  and  talks  and  tries  not  to  be  bothered  by  how  unbothered  they  are  supposed  to  look,  tries  not  to  be  unnerved  by  how  easily  everything  rolls  off  veronica's  shoulders.  with  every  passing  day,  it  becomes  more  clear  that  she's  much  better  suited  for  this  position  than  him.  unsurprising,  but  he's  shocked  anyhow. 

          maxime  is  the  picture  of  cordiality,  hands  clasped  in  front  of  him  to  stop  the  tremor.     "     collaboration,     "     he  echoes,  grins  hollowly.  he's  grown  accustomed  to  stalemates  and  concessions  in  the  name  of  mercy's  greater  good,  accepted  that  there  are  some  lines  that  must  be  crossed  and  some  that  can  be  simply  written  over.  he's  exhausted,  frustrated,  seconds  from  playing  whistleblower.  cowardice  reins  him  in.

          voice  lowers,  if  only  to  ensure  that  anyone  listening  wouldn't  be  able  to  make  much  out.     "     and  what  of  the  rumor  being  passed  around     ?     are  you  planning  on  staging  a  cover-up     ?     releasing  a  statement     ?     my  intentions  are  to  conduct  further  research.  it  will  be  easier  to  do  so  with  the  department  standing  together,  rather  than  apart.     "

𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋   𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗌   closed,     feat.   maxime   (    @greatpain      ) 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾   +    𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇   evening,   event   one   -   governor's    ball

 elegance   envelops   the   agent   as   she   moves   gracefully,   natural   poise   exudes   from   her.  amongst   colleagues   from   various   spheres   of   her   career,   veronica   glides   through   the   governor's   ball   with   an   air   of   prestige.   despite   the   lingering   weight   of   recent   events   that   hung   over   her   mind,   she   maintains   an   outward   façade   of   composure,   giving   no   indication   of   the   turmoil   beneath   the   surface.   to   all   outward   appearances,   mercy   was   flourishing   more   than   ever. 

"it's   good   to   see   you   being   so   cooperative,"   she   purrs   to   her   fellow   head   agent,   her   tone   smooth,   diplomatic.   "if   we   can   maintain   this   level   of   collaboration,   we   should   be   able   to   resolve   the...   desiccation   error,"   she   pauses   briefly   to   clear   her   throat,   masking   any   hint   of   uncertainty. 

veronica   smooths   down   a   stray   lock   of   hair   at   the   nape   of   her   neck,   a   subtle   gesture   of   self-assurance.   "i've   reassured   the   board   of   the   kronos   lead.   they'll   be   off   our   case   soon   enough."

          she  didn't  mean  to  be  caught  watching  —  not  that  she'd  constitute  what  she  was  doing  as  such.  it's  simply  that  she  prefers  working  out  at  this  hour  on  this  specific  day  because  months  of  research  and  data  gathering  had  proved  that  this  was  the  ideal  time  to  get  the  place  for  herself.  

          "     a  favor  ?     "     in  a  heartbeat.  she  doesn't  expect  anything  in  return,  doesn't  even  want  reciprocation  later  down  the  line.  anything  for  anyone  without  question.     "     absolutely.     "     yejide  steps  behind the bag in question  and  steadies  it  for  sabine.     "     training  is  always  easier  with  someone  else,  y'know.  even  if  it's  for  support like  this  or  the  moral  kind.     "     advice  and  commentary  offered  without  anyone  asking  for  it  in  the  first  place.  foot,  meet  mouth.  she  wasn't  nowhere  close  to  be  in  a  position  to  dole  out  suggestions,  but  she's  always  had  trouble  keeping  her  thoughts  to  herself.     "     hey,  just  wondering.  when's  the  last  time  you  took  a  break  ?     "

               *     OPEN  STARTER         »         mercy’s  fitness  center .

               "     the  sun  had  set  long  ago  the  moment  sabine  manages  to  fall  ,  finally  ,  easily  into  her  routine  .  she  didn’t  like  to  train  alone  ,  but  the  busy  schedule  of  these  last  few  weeks  ,  overwhelming  even  for  her  ,  had  made  it  rather  difficult  to  have  it  any  other  way  .  punching  the  bag  right  in  front  of  her  ,  a  growl  of  annoyance  falls  from  pouty  lips  at  the  erratic  movement  of  the  sack  ,  hence  the  faint  steps  behind  her  shone  like  a  beacon  in  her  struggle .  she  steps  closer  ,  only  a  few  inches  ,  smoothly  ,  and  narrows  her  eyes  in  a  futile  attempt  to  identify  the  silhouette  in  the  dim  light .     "  hey  ,  can  i  ask  you  a  favor ? "     favors  weren’t  a  thing  she  asked  for  ,  not  serious  ones  ,  but  this  was  so  frivolous  she  didn’t  even  stop  to  think  the  way  she  phrased  her  words .      "  could  you  ,  uhm  …  hold  the  bag  for  a  few  minutes  ,  i  need  to  try  something  and  it  keeps  …  fucking  moving .  "     despite  her  efforts  to  sound  collected  ,  the  frustration  was  palpable  in  her  voice  ,  and  a  huff  emanated  from  her   —   tired  ,  irritated  ,  aggravation  gnawing  at  her  insides  like  a  starving  dog  .

𝟶𝟶𝟷.   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂   ...

⋯⋯⋯   GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME:   guinevere lovelace. NICKNAME(S):   neve (if you must use a nickname, this is preferred), winnie (reserved for family). ALIAS:  previously known as agent bloodhunter. AGE:   twenty9. DATE OF BIRTH:   august 5. PLACE OF BIRTH:   seattle. CURRENT LOCATION:   apex city, washington. GENDER:   questioning. PRONOUNS:   she/they. ORIENTATION:   bisexual. OCCUPATION:   reporter for apex news network. EDUCATION LEVEL:   bachelor's degrees in journalism and political science. 

⋯⋯⋯   PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

HEIGHT:   5'10. TATTOOS:   none. PIERCINGS:   ears. SCARS: many on her left shoulder / arm and others scattered about. STYLE:   sleek, striking, bold. enjoys a dramatic overcoat or statement piece. incredibly fond of accessorizing.

⋯⋯⋯   HEALTH.

ALLERGIES:   none. SLEEPING HABITS:   average. incredibly light sleeper. never sets an alarm as she just seems to wake up when she needs to.  EATING HABITS:   well. meal preps. SOCIABILITY:   7/10.  interrogative and prying though she keeps a front up to make herself / her questions seem unassuming DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS:   socially   /   no   /   no. RADIANT STATUS:  n/a. solaris failed to work. OTHER:   hard of hearing in left ear.

⋯⋯⋯   PERSONALITY.

LABELS / TROPES:   intrepid reporter, reluctant hero, fallen hero, action survivor, undercover as herself, badass normal, deadpan snarker, hidden heart of gold, undying loyalty INSPIRATIONS:   lois lane (dc comics), veronica mars (veronica mars), karen page (marvel) TRAITS:   determined, resourceful, compassionate, scrupulous, stubborn, distrustful, impulsive, resentful, envious, closed-off, pragmatic, adaptable, observant, driven, independent LIKES:   coffee, traveling, martial arts. DISLIKES:   red tape, being underestimated, sensationalism. WEAKNESSES:  impulsivity, severe trust issues, difficulty with authority, emotional guardedness, tendency to shoulder burdens alone. STRENGTHS:   investigative skills, resilience, adaptability, resourcefulness, negotiation, martial arts. FEARS:   betrayal, powerlessness, loud noises. HABITS:   checking her surroundings / checking for exits, strict routine, double/triple checking any information, carrying a weapon at all times, limiting true / deep personal connection. HOBBIES:   martial arts, cooking, cryptic / logic puzzles, urban exploration.

⋯⋯⋯   FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER:   evelyn lovelace,  biomedical agent, whereabouts unknown. FATHER:   marcus lovelace,  psychiatrist, alive. SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   n/a. BEST FRIEND:   none.  EXES:   womp womp.  SIBLING(S):   elidyr lovelace, field agent, deceased.  CHILDREN:   none.  PET(S):   a betta fish, unnamed.

𝟶𝟶𝟸.   𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈 / 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂   … 

marcus and evelyn lovelace were part of mercy organization from its inception. evelyn in particular was a young researcher in biomedical who was part of the team that made solaris what it is today. a couple years before project genesis, she gave birth to her second child, guinevere. marcus was more hesitant about mercy and decided that it was best for him to raise her and her older brother, elidyr, in seattle while evelyn continued her work in apex city.

when guinevere turned fourteen, marcus was offered a position as a therapist in apex city, and the family was properly reunited. it wasn't surprising when eli joined mercy as a legacy junior agent a couple years later.

neve practically idolized both her parents and older brother and always assumed she'd follow in their footsteps. she excelled in her studies, driven mostly by an eagerness to make them all proud.

she studied journalism and political science before joining mercy as well. eli wasn't shy about being related to her, going as far as to help her train whenever he had the availability. their mother, however, decided it would be best if she stay out of the way of her children, though she occasionally checked up on them when possible and without raising suspicion of favoritism.

during her time as a junior agent, she forged a close bond with an agent who was in the same joining class as eli. both neve and this agent were driven by a shared sense of idealism and a desire to make a strong difference. when it was possible for them, the agent volunteered for project genesis and underwent the solaris treatment.

unfortunately they underwent a practically catastrophic transformation, emerging a changed person. when they'd previously been quite bright and optimistic, they'd become cold, calculating, and ruthless. they were given incredible powers but to neve on the outside, it seemed that it cost them their humanity.

neve began to distance herself from them out of concern for them as well as herself. still, she was chosen to come on what should have been a relatively easy mission that included their (former?) friend as well as elidyr along with another agent.

what should have been a routine recon mission spiraled out of control when the four agents' cover was blown and they were ambushed. off guard and outnumbered, the team were forced to fight for their lives as they fled. guinevere watched as the fourth agent fell dead, and then as their (former?) friend used elidyr as cover for the two of them to escape the immediate fight and find a way out. neve made the split second decision to detonate a cache of explosives they had discovered earlier, allowing them a distraction to escape the carnage, though the mission had clearly been an absolute failure as valuable intelligence was lost along with two agent lives.

haunted by these events, wallowing in blame, and tormented by the knowledge that she was somehow responsible for the death of her brother and another agent, she knew she should have left right then. however, she figured that if she was already so close to graduating from junior agent status, she may as well see it through and take solaris.

yeah... solaris didn't work for her. they waited weeks and it amounted to absolute zilch.

horrified by everything she experienced and disillusioned by project genesis and mercy as a whole, her decision to leave mercy behind and forge her own path was reinforced. she cut ties quickly and started up an anonymous blog regarding apex city as a whole.

also um at some point her mom went missing???? so she's also using what remains of her connections to figure that out.

a year ago, she was given a job interview at apex news network, and was hired as a reporter. she's determined to uncover what the hell is really going on, though she keeps that very much on the downlow as she doesn't want to seem too conspiracy theorist. for now she does her due diligence as a reporter and ex-mercy agent by utilizing what remains of her connection to mercy to get information that will be useful to the network.

𝟶𝟶𝟹.    𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂   ...

coming soon but $10 to anyone who wants to take up either marcus lovelace or the (former?) friend / current mercy agent. mwah <3

two things: I hate change and having my routines interrupted. I hate things being the same it’s boring

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟷  ...  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙿𝙴𝚃? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁  ...  𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟸  ...  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁'𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁  ...  ****

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟹  ...  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁  ...  ************** **** ******** ***** **********

               𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚄𝚂𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙱𝚈𝚃𝙴

𝟶𝟶𝟷.   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂   ...

⋯⋯⋯   GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME:   yejide muyiwa. NICKNAME(S):   none. ALIAS:  agent byte. AGE:   twenty8. DATE OF BIRTH:   august 18. PLACE OF BIRTH:   seattle, washington. CURRENT LOCATION:   apex city, washington. GENDER:   agender. PRONOUNS:   she/he/they, no preference. ORIENTATION:   bisexual. ROLE:   intelligence agent,  five years. EDUCATION LEVEL:   college drop out (mit).

⋯⋯⋯   PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

HEIGHT:   5'6. TATTOOS:   none. PIERCINGS:   one in each ear. CLOTHING STYLE:   1) comfortable. 2) colorful & fun. DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS:   biiiiiig smile.

⋯⋯⋯   HEALTH.

ALLERGIES:   peanuts. SLEEPING HABITS:   poor. non-existent sleep schedule, but sleeps a lot? day naps... so many naps...  EATING HABITS:   enjoys sweets a lot. SOCIABILITY:   10/10.  highly sociable.  the extrovert friend. DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS:   no / no / no. RADIANT STATUS:  none.

⋯⋯⋯   PERSONALITY.

LABELS / TROPES:   awesome by analysis,  beware the nice ones,  bunny ears lawyer,  doesn't like weapons,  cause = consequence,  the heart,  magical computer,  mission control,  the nicknamer,  recruiting the criminal,  the reliable one,  the smart gal,  voice with an internet connection,  perpetual smiler,  silly rabbit cynicism is for losers,  you are not alone,  bad liar,  the cutie,  beware the silly ones,  did not think this through. INSPIRATIONS:   jester lavorre (cr2), jessica day (new girl), phil dunphy (modern family), penelope garcia (cm). POSITIVE TRAITS:   ambitious,  enthusiastic,  creative,  expressive,  mischievous,  intelligent,  resourceful,  excitable,  active listener,  compassionate,  perky. NEGATIVE TRAITS:   clumsy,  credulous,  unrealistic,  troublesome,  unorganized,  overimaginative,  impatient,  easily discouraged. LIKES:   all music,  winter,  birds. DISLIKES:   alcoholic drinks,  tight schedules,  summer. FEARS:   disappointing people that depend on her,  failure. HABITS:   bouncing on toes, nervous laughter, bouncing leg, filler words. HOBBIES:   watching tv / movies, reading, strategy games, d&d.

⋯⋯⋯   FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER:   unknown. FATHER:   unknown. SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   none.  BEST FRIEND:   tba.  EXES:   none serious.  SIBLING(S):   none biological.  CHILDREN:   none.  PET(S):   parrot named sir talks a lot (lottie for short).

𝟶𝟶𝟸.   𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈 / 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂   … 

shortly after birth, yejide was left in a baby car seat at seattle's fire station 19, accompanied by a letter written on composition paper stating her name and how sorry her birth parents are for leaving her like this, but they simply do not have the means to raise her right now. until proper care can be given, yejide is taken care of by firefighters that dote upon her every second of the day.

she is shortly placed into the foster care system, and though she is nearly adopted several times over the first few years of her life, something always happens that stops the process right in its tracks.

long story short, she is never adopted, simply bounced around from foster house to foster house getting her hopes up only to be miserably crushed. yejide came out of the system with lifelong friends made with her foster siblings.

[ car accident tw ] she was accepted with a full scholarship to MIT, attributed to her incredible capabilities on a computer. she kept in close contact with all of her foster siblings and even attended MIT with one that was a couple years older. unfortunately, they died in a car accident. filled with grief over losing someone she considered family, she dropped out of MIT and bounced around the country, couch surfing.

she continued to teach herself coding and advanced computer engineering in an attempt to keep herself together and occupied. eventually, this formed into becoming a vigilante hacker, attacking businesses and people she thought were engaged in criminal activities or other such activities that went against her own moral compass. curious about mercy, she did hack into mercy's systems and was caught shortly after. yejide was given the option between working for them or serving jail time, and she decided to accept the job.

she has been at mercy for five years now, and does stay in the on base accommodations as she feels that's what's best for her and it gives her a way to interact with everyone in one way or another. absolutely the person you want on your side during any problem, whether that be personal or professional. undying support and loyalty for anyone that shows her a smidge of kindness. surprisingly great at interrogation if only because of her unnerving ability to talk her way into or out of anything, alongside her undeterred charisma, but she honestly hates the interrogation part of her job the most and is likely to trade any interrogation assignments with a coworker for a favor.

𝟶𝟶𝟹.   𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂   ...

updated soon... prommy

imagine being this stunning